Liu Yizhi's cultivation base was very strong.
In the system of the Six Prefectures of the Immortal Court, the military department held the military power and had the most subordinates. The deployment, deployment, and command of the celestial soldiers and generals were all under the military department.
Therefore, the cultivation base of the military department was also the strongest among the six prefectures.
In the past, Dongfang Yeren was not Liu Yizhi's opponent.
However, later on, Dongfang Yeren became the Great Immortal Master and received the training and support of the headquarters of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals. His cultivation base skyrocketed, and now, Liu Yizhi was far inferior to Dongfang Yeren.
Speaking of this matter, the unwillingness in Liu Yizhi's heart surged wildly.
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Author: Yue Guan's new book: Records of Southern Song Dynasty
Records of Southern Song Dynasty
Summary:
He was just a small servant, but he was involved in a thousand-year-old secret. A bizarre murder case had brought him a passionate young lady who had no brains for love and a cold and arrogant little servant girl. Were they really just innocent people involved in this matter? West Lake Broken Bridge, treacherous. Love leads by a thread. The truth is only a few feet away.
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Chapter 001: Return to the Homeland
Southern Dynasty, Qi State, Qiantang, Xiling Bridge.
The moon hung high in the sky, and the night mist curled up on the road.
An oil walled carriage approached from afar, galloping lightly on a small road in the Jiangnan countryside. A pair of lanterns hung in front of the carriage. As the carriage bumped along with the rolling wheels, the delicate and graceful character "Su" swayed.
The carriage was draped with a light gauze curtain, and a coachman sat in front of the carriage. The moonlight was like water, illuminating the ground not dark. More importantly, he was already familiar with this road. He could walk on flat ground with his eyes closed, so the night did not affect the speed of the carriage.
The curtains fluttered in the wind, occasionally revealing three beautiful figures in the carriage. In the middle was a young lady dressed in a scarlet robe. Her hair was misty and her footsteps were slightly shaky. Looking at her from behind, one could only see her slender neck, like an elegant swan.
The girl on the left was dressed in white, while the girl on the right was dressed in green. Judging from her clothes and hairstyle, she was dressed like a girl who had yet to be betrothed. Obviously, she was the maid of the crimson-robed beauty in the middle. However, looking at the three of them sitting together, walking under the moonlight, and their crisp and melodious laughter, it was clear that they were as close as sisters.
The girl in the middle was the number one courtesan in Qiantang, Su Yaoyao. The two girls on her left and right were her maidservants, Bai Su and Qing Ting, who were like sisters to her. The three girls were going to meet Childe Ruan of the official's family. Tonight, Childe Ruan had set up a banquet and invited all the local scholars and beauties. They were unparalleled in poetry and literature.
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Suddenly, the originally frosty night changed instantly, turning from a cold and pale white to a myriad of golden lights. It was as if a sun that had been sealed for thousands of years suddenly broke free and jumped into the sky.
The coachman, Old Huang, suddenly couldn't see anything. He panicked and hurriedly pulled on the reins. The two horses were suddenly pulled by him and stood up on their hind legs. Their four hooves, which were as big as the mouth of a bowl, slammed heavily on the ground and stopped the carriage.
"Ouch!" The three girls in the carriage were caught unprepared and almost fell out because of the sudden stop of the carriage. Fortunately, the three of them were sitting together. Although the three of them were light, how wide could an oil walled carriage be? Therefore, they did not roll out of the carriage. It was fine if they fell and messed up their hair, but if they were to hit the ground with their faces, it would ruin their beautiful faces that would make others feel pity for them.
"Old Huang, what's going on?"
Su Yaoyao was a little angry. She covered her face with her hand to block the strong light. Immediately, she lifted the curtain, bent over, and stood in the carriage. The two girls, Bai Su and Qing Ting, also followed her out. The three of them stood at the front of the carriage and looked up into the sky. When they saw the strange scene in the sky, they were instantly dumbfounded.
They saw a huge golden wheel-shaped object that looked like a heavenly king was hovering in the sky. The dazzling light that was like the sun was being emitted from it.
It swayed in the air as if it had no more strength to support itself. Suddenly, the golden wheel-shaped object exploded. The huge shockwave was like a circle of ripples that quickly spread in all directions. The driver, Old Huang, let out a scream and rolled off the carriage, burrowing into the bottom of the carriage.
Su Yaoyao, Bai Su, and Qing Ting couldn't avoid it in time. The golden light passed through their bodies. The three beautiful girls swayed and fell to the ground softly.
The golden light disappeared, and so did the golden wheel in the sky. There were a few fires near and far, and smoke rose. The night returned to its chilly state, quietly shining on the three beautiful bodies.
The night dew was sparkling, and the orchid dew was like a weeping eye. The grass was like a carpet, and the pine trees were like a blanket.
The oil-walled carriage was parked there, and the two horses were snorting blankly, as if nothing had happened.
Time flew, and five hundred years later …
The moon was above the willow branches, and the lanterns were first lit. It was the time when the Qinhuai River was bustling. Beside the Peach Leaf Ferry, a young man waved a small fan and slowly walked over. On the road, many passersby would greet him warmly, "Brother Han." The young man also returned the greeting with a smile, very polite.
This Brother Han was dressed in a round collar robe with a leather belt around his waist. He wore a pair of legless bandana on his head, and there was even a beautiful rose in his hair. It made his handsome face look a bit devilish. However, it couldn't be helped. This was the custom of the Great Song Dynasty. From the emperor to the common people, as long as one was a man, they liked to wear flowers.
The young man in front of him was tall and had delicate features. Even when he wasn't smiling, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, which made him look very likable. He had a pair of black and bright eyebrows, which made his eyes look especially spirited and lively. It was as if he could speak when he looked around. He was different from those greasy men who insisted on hairpins. When girls and wives saw him, they couldn't help but take a few more glances.
This person's name is Yang Han. Three days ago, he was still a member of our Great Song's Jiankang Prefecture's Nanjing Street Office. The street department was in charge of the streets of the city. Its functions and status were similar to the urban management of later generations. However, the urban management of the Song Dynasty had a lot more functions. It was almost a combination of local police, sanitation, taxation, fire prevention, commodity price inspection, industrial and commercial law enforcement, greening and cleaning, dealing with illegal road occupation, and so on.
In this line of work, one had to be a rascal like Niu Er, who was able to suppress others, or one had to be slick, clever, and tactful. But when he really had to fight with others, he also had to be good with his fists. Not only did he have to be flexible, but he also had to be able to be soft and hard. Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Hsu-Còm
Yang Han belonged to the latter. He was eloquent, quick-witted, and had good martial arts. Although he was a commoner at the bottom of society, the three hundred years of the Song Dynasty was the dynasty in which the commoners lived the best and wealthiest lives.
If one did not have the ambition to become a marquis or conquer the world, and only wanted to be a commoner, or if one only had the ability to be a commoner, then being born in the Song Dynasty meant that one had accumulated several generations of merits. In other dynasties, the lives of commoners were far from comparable.
Therefore, Yang Han, a small city enforcement officer in Jiankang City of Great Song, was living a good life. Unfortunately, he had lost this lucrative job three days ago. New Bayi Chinese Website
It wasn't that Yang Han was impartial in enforcing the law and offended some big shot. It wasn't that he met a scoundrel with a powerful background that caused him to lose his job. It was because the head of the street department, Old Master Li, had taken a fancy to him and wanted to marry his daughter to him.
The head of the street department was equivalent to the captain of the city enforcement officers. He was a member of the yamen, and people like Yang Han were recruited by the head of the department. Therefore, to be precise, Yang Han was carrying the rice bowl of the head of the department department. To be able to become the son-in-law of the head of the department department, he must have been blessed by his ancestors.
However, Yang Han was also a smooth and slick person. He was very familiar with the city foxes of Jiankang City, and his eyes and ears were very sharp. As for the precious daughter of the head of the department department, he understood it better than the head of the department department himself. How could he agree to it?
Old Master Li's daughter was called Li Xiu. She was quite pretty, but she wasn't very well-behaved in the imperial examinations. From the news that Yang Han heard, this Miss Li had a few lovers. She even had an abortion for the most recent lover, a scholar named Mu Si. The two of them were still hooking up, and their relationship was unclear.
As the saying went, one would rather marry a prostitute and become a good wife than marry an unfaithful one. Yang Han was a man of ambition. He didn't want to be a scapegoat for Mu Si and be criticized behind his back, causing others to laugh at him. Therefore, Yang Han used all of his means and didn't hesitate to sully himself, refusing to give in no matter what.
However, he didn't know what was wrong with this Old Master Li. He actually didn't understand the principle that a melon that was forcefully twisted wouldn't be sweet. He actually used his resignation as a threat. Naturally, Yang Han wasn't willing to give in. Therefore, he lost his job. These two days, when the people on the streets mentioned the disappearance of Yang Han, many people couldn't help but sigh and feel sorry for him. They didn't expect him to show up in the evening.
There was a restaurant beside Peach Leaf Ferry. Yang Han walked in, picked a table, and sat down. He called out, "Shopkeeper, a bowl of duck blood and vermicelli soup, a tray of crab roe buns, and a jiao of wine!"
Du Xiaoniang, who was wearing an apron, saw it was Yang Han and was very happy. Girls loved to be handsome, who didn't love to see a handsome young man? She and her father took care of this restaurant. Every time Yang Han came, the duck blood and vermicelli soup was always full of ingredients, and they were even willing to add a spoonful of pepper for him. She immediately gave a crisp sound of agreement and started to busy herself.
Yang Han turned his head to look and saw Old Fan passing by with a pole. He hurriedly called out, "Hey! Old Fan, come in, come in. Cut me half a liang of lamb and a set of pig pancreas. "
This Old Fan was a person who sold cooked food on a pole, and Yang Han was familiar with him. When he heard him call him, he immediately plucked up his courage and entered the restaurant. He placed the pole down and the chopping board on Yang Han's table. He picked up a piece of lamb and started to cut it. As he cut, he said with a smile, "Brother Han, you've found a better job elsewhere. Where are you making a fortune now?"
Yang Han was waiting for him to say this. He looked around proudly, and when he saw everyone's ears perked up, he smiled reservedly, "Not really, not really. I'm just indebted to our Jiankang Prefecture's Old Judge Li's appreciation, so I'm now a small steward in Li Manor."
Old Fan got a shock and exclaimed, "Aiyo! That's not good! The grand minister's doorstep is a seventh-ranked official. Brother Han, now that you're a steward in Old Judge Li's manor, your status probably won't be lower than Director Li's, right? "
Yang Han smiled faintly. It wasn't good for him to flatter himself, but he didn't deny it either. It was obvious that he had tacitly agreed with what he said. In the first place, why else would he dress up with flowers and tie a perfume pouch around his waist, appearing in such a distinguished manner at the place he was previously in charge of?
Returning home in glory!
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